"What would I do with your life?"
Su Mu said calmly, "I'm aware of the situation. Go home and wait for news."
"Sir—"
Shen Yizhi wanted to say more.
"I said, go home and wait for news."
Su Mu's voice was deep, carrying an imposing presence without a hint of anger.
"Yes."
Shen Yizhi sighed inwardly and walked out, feeling helpless. His stooped figure looked exceptionally old and pitiful from behind.
Shen Yizhi knew that besides Su Mu, Chen Song was the only one at the Fourth Stage of Body Tempering in the East City Bureau, and his whereabouts were currently unknown.
The remaining constables were mostly at the First or Second Stage of Body Tempering, a far cry from the strength of the culprits.
It was understandable that Su Mu was hesitating. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't possibly lead a ragtag mob to victory against forty experts.
Being told to go home and wait for news meant that, in all likelihood, there would be no follow-up.
